Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 113

Sebastien’s POV

I pulled my car to a stop at the edge of the Stone family property,

deliberately choosing a spot where the dense trees would shield it

from view. The mansion ahead was lit up like a Christmas tree, every

window blazing with light. Perfect for what I needed to do – shadows

are always deeper when cast by bright lights.

“Not a single security measure,” I muttered, scanning the perimeter.

“Iris really has zero self–preservation instinct.”

My informant’s message kept replaying in my mind: Catherine

purchased a high dose of wolf’s bane extract this afternoon. Planning to

-use it on Iris tonight. I’d been keeping tabs on the Stone family since

our divorce was finalized – not out of concern for Iris, I told myself,

but because loose ends irritated me.

“Fucking idiots,” I growled, removing my jacket and placing it

carefully on the passenger seat. “She knows what Catherine is capable

of, yet still walks right into her trap.”

I stepped out of the car, letting the cool night air hit my skin. The

moon was nearly full, and I could feel my wolf stirring beneath my

skin, eager for release. This form would be more efficient for what I

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needed to do.

“She could at least pretend to value her own safety,” I thought, my

jaw clenching as I surrendered to the change.

The transformation was quick – bones shifting, muscles reconfiguring,

skin giving way to silver–gray fur. As a wolf, my senses sharpened

instantly. I could smell multiple people inside the house, and one

scent in particular stood out – Iris. Even from this distance,

something about her scent seemed off. My hackles rose.

I moved silently through the shadows, approaching the side entrance that my source had confirmed would be unlocked. These people really were pathetically predictable – Catherine was so focused on her little

scheme she’d neglected basic security.

“This entire family is rotten,” I thought as I slipped through the door.

“Every last one of them just waiting to use Iris for their own gain.”

Inside, the house reeked of expensive perfume, alcohol, and

something else the bitter undertone of wolf’s bane. I heard Kim’s

–

voice coming from downstairs, her words slurred and angry.

“Stupid bitch… thinks she’s so clever…”

I felt my lips curl back in a silent snarl. The plan was obviously

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already in motion, and something had gone wrong. Good. I padded

toward the staircase, keeping to the shadows. No one had noticed me

yet.

“Gotta get upstairs… fix this…”

Kim’s voice grew fainter as I ascended the stairs. I followed Iris’s

scent, growing stronger with each step. It was mixed with another

familiar scent – Noah Phillips. My wolf growled inside my mind,

possessive and angry. What the hell was he doing here?

I paused at the top of the stairs, listening. Iris’s voice came from

behind a closed door at the end of the hall. She sounded calm,

methodical. Not drugged or panicked. Interesting.

My claws clicked softly against the hardwood as I approached the

door. I shifted back to human form, not bothering with the discomfort

of the change. I was too focused on what was happening behind that

door.

When I pushed it open, the scene before me made my blood boil.

Noah was lying on the bed, clearly under the influence of something,

and Iris was leaning over him, her hand cradling his head as she

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